It was a dreary Sabbath evening, and Gwennie was sprawled on her bed trying hard to dwell on the encouragement, Who wouldn't want to be me, which was countered again and again by the thought that, Tonight I wanna cry.
What perhaps made everything worse for the girl was that the day had begun so promisingly, despite the fact that the weather was uncooperative. It was raining on Sunday. That was of little matter, though, Tom was coming today.
Finally, there he was at the door. 'Good morning,' he'd said, and smiled wanly.
"Oh, good morning," she'd replied, missing the portent of his gestures, "I can't tell you how happy I am you're here. Somebody like you is too sweet to get wet. I'm terrified you'll melt and the opportunity for making memories of us would end."
"With that in mind," said Tom, "I've something to tell you, and I fear you won't find it pleasant. Gwennie, I've decided I don't want to see you again. I know this is sudden, but that's how it is. This is goodbye."
"I can't believe this," Gwennie whispered, "after all our plans, all your promises. Well, alright then, leave, and don't come back. But know this; one day you'll be lonely, one day you'll be down with no one to comfort you, and you'll think of me. I hope that day comes soon, Tom, and I hope it breaks your heart that I'm nowhere to be found."
2006-10-04 10:58:08
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answered by Anonymous
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Tonight i wanna cry the sort of wet, heavy tears that make you feel it's raining on Sunday. It's over. I used to be the envy of my friends, who thought that being with somebody like you was the best thing possible. "Who wouldn't want to be me?" I'd ask myself. Evidently, the answer was "you". Now i can only hope that while i've got out my scrapbook, making memories of us, you'll think of me sometime with a fondness that might yet again blossom into something to give me hope.
a paragraph: yes
interesting: don't really think so
2006-10-04 04:36:00
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answered by Boring 5
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Who Wouldn't Want to be me while its raining on Sunday. But tonight I wanna cry because of somebody like you. As we are making memories of us, I hope you'll think of me forever.
These are Kieth Urbans Songs.
2006-10-04 04:35:54
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answered by Kenneth G 6
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That’s an prolonged Tall Sally With a peppermint twist extreme Heeled footwear and Awaitin’ to be kissed Are ya Lonesome this night toddler Don’t you be merciless have been given me singin’ be bop a lula And amakin’ me drool! hiya that became into exciting!
2016-10-15 12:29:11
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answered by ? 4
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